The Man In Rage novel Chapter 808

In Japan...

Roughly 80 kilometers away from Tokyo, a tall mountain stood erect.

The mountain was so high that it went straight up into the clouds.

The winding mountain range crossed the Shizuoka and Yamanashi prefectures.

From a distance, it resembled a wild beast lying on its belly.

An old man dressed in a long gray robe with white hair sat cross-legged quietly in the mountain.

There was green cypress all over the mountain while a brook gurgled by his feet, and the birds sang sweetly.

A light breeze made his robes flutter gently.

However, the old man didn't move a muscle.

He closed his eyes tightly and breathed

deeply.

And he seemed to be one with nature.

No one knew how long he sat there or what he was doing here.

Beside him, a long sword was pierced into the ground, giving off a threatening glow as sunlight radiated off it.

BOOM!

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from mid-air.

A helicopter came whizzing over and finally landed on an empty spot nearby.

A young woman dressed in a purple kimono with her long hair scattered behind her shoulders appeared before long.

Her skirt swayed in the wind and revealed her long slender legs under her skirt while her complexion was flawless.

Also, she had an immaculate face, so the woman look like she had just stepped out of a painting.

She looked ethereal.

Even more shocking was that despite her outfit, she didn't seem cold at all.

It was as though the cold gusts of wind was nothing but a summer breeze to her.

The young lady didn't say anything after she arrived.

She only stood next to the old man respectfully with patience.

After the wind stopped gusting, the young lady smiled and said reverently, "In the dead of the winter when everything dies, and only Master is capable of making this place as warm and exuberant as summer. The water keeps running while the birds and insects keep dancing in your space. Judging from your Aoki Sword Technique, you have reached the purest state and succeeded in mastering your art. Congratulations, Master! You will become number one in Japan before long with this sword in hand!" said the girl as she smiled.

Her gentle voice sounded like a pleasant summer breeze.

However, the old man kept sitting there with his eyes closed.

He shook his head and said deeply, "The Aoki Sword Technique is the hardest skill in Sword Shrine. How can it be that easy to succeed? I can't compare to how enlightened Grandmaster Aoki was back in the day. Even then, I will have far fewer opponents from now on."

His words were as sharp as the sheathed sword by his side and sounded proud.

"Oh yes. Do you have any news about Ying-Tian? It has been a month since he went to China. Hasn't he found the body yet?" asked the old man deeply with his eyes closed still.

Something changed in her expression before she replied deeply, "Master, I am here to tell you about this. I recovered the body, but..."

Then she paused for a moment.

The old man frowned. "But what?"